The most abnormal thing I ever did was when me and Tre West were flying around the country for the fun of it, and in Phoenix we decided we both should drop bombs because we had the time in between flights. Nothing abnormal, and then I hear Tre West start playing beats with a key on the handrail snare, and his foot kick drum. After about a minute, people in the mix surely questioning his sanity, I come in from the other stall with the throaty bass line. From there it was just comedy. But really, if I'm in there alone, keep your shitty ass in the stall until I exit, nigglenoggle.